Ha jokes on you, my great great grandfather ran a mule train up from Mexico loaded with liquor. Traded it for hard ciders and shine from the other Celtic families in the area, kept a mule worth himself though.
One set of my great grandparents met as a “musician for a speakeasy” (given some stories there’s no way it was just that) and a dancer for one.
Which makes it extra hilarious how much their daughter (one of my grandmas) really really obsessed over having the appearance of being high society. Definitely an over-correction. Ended up marrying into money, but was never high society.
Ha jokes on you, my great great grandfather ran a mule train up from Mexico loaded with liquor. Traded it for hard ciders and shine from the other Celtic families in the area, kept a mule worth himself though.
One set of my great grandparents met as a “musician for a speakeasy” (given some stories there’s no way it was just that) and a dancer for one.
Which makes it extra hilarious how much their daughter (one of my grandmas) really really obsessed over having the appearance of being high society. Definitely an over-correction. Ended up marrying into money, but was never high society.